Ling Feng gazed at the figure. He was rather slender, and his body lacked the dark-golden luster that proclaimed unfathomable power at a glance. Yet his skeleton looked like the most flawless jade in all creation, crystalline and translucent.
On closer inspection, faint jade-like veins could even be seen within the bones. Most importantly, each of the jade skeleton's hands had six crystalline bone fingers...
"The Six-Fingered Sacred Dragon Emperor?"
Murmuring the name, Ling Feng drew a deep breath, then stepped forward and stopped before the lotus-shaped stone seat.
Then he slowly but firmly extended his arm, finally resting his fingers lightly against the translucent jade skeleton.
Boom!
The instant Ling Feng's fingers touched the jade skeleton, an indescribably terrifying pressure swept out of it. Ling Feng was immediately forced to resist on the spot, and cracks spread across the ground beneath his feet.
Yet despite its terrifying force, the pressure could do nothing to Ling Feng now that his strength had increased.
After all, the Lin Dong he now used for Spirit Imbuement was no longer at the Samsara Stage, but at the Reincarnation Stage.
The disturbance in the Dragon Transformation Pool, however, shook the entire Dragon Clan.
On a mountain peak, Yuan Qian abruptly opened his eyes in the midst of his quiet cultivation. The next moment, he sprang to his feet and looked toward the ancient Dragon Transformation Pool.
A pillar of purple-golden light shot into the sky there, and a dragon's cry of indescribable age rang out from its deepest depths, shaking heaven and earth.
"Has... the ancestor awakened?!"
Shock that he could not conceal finally flooded Yuan Qian's usually composed face. The next instant, he rushed toward the ancient Dragon Transformation Pool.
Meanwhile, numerous Dragon Clan experts noticed the changes in the ancient Dragon Transformation